...not to be confused with Blogger's Remorse - which can be effectively treated with a quick click of the delete button.
I am actively fighting off a bad case of Blogger's Guilt. I know I cause disappointment when I do not post with a reasonable degree of frequency. However, feeling guilt over something I am NOT doing seems a waste of time. Guilt should be reserved for colossally naughty deeds and not squandered on mere inaction. And even then, I don't really endorse guilt as an emotion worth indulging. I am so grateful that I never really took to my Catholic roots - save for my love of gruesome Christian art work and badly animated Jesus Gifs...and my new found adoration of Kung Fu Jesus Clips on You Tube.
I am sorely tempted to offer excuses and apologies for having not posted lately - but I cringe when I read posts like that on other blogs. Although I write primarily because I enjoy it, blogging is a labor of love, a gift I choose to share - and until I am under contract with paychecks and deadlines, I shouldn't feel the need to rationalize or explain that my attentions have been fully employed in other pursuits that have left no time or energy for witty commentary or that and three weeks of shitty rainy weather and painfully short daylight hours have sapped any energy reserves that have not been spent working, commuting, bathing, and keeping myself fed.
I've taken to writing notes to remind myself of topics which require my blogging attention, but they are becoming increasingly cryptic as the spark of inspiration fades over time, that and many of them are written in a drunken scrawl for example: "noise sharing? compare/contrast with carbon trading and what about lab rats for cows?"
If anyone can offer up some insight as to what I had in mind there, I promise to write it up...as soon as I get around to it.
20 June 2009
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3 comments:
Don't punish yourself. We love your stuff and are content with what we get.
Life has a funny way taking up too much of one's time, doesnt it?
I know when you feel pressured or obligated to do something, even if it's something you love to do, it takes all the enjoyment out of it.
I enjoy whatever, whenever!
I recently got the solid advice that unless it is paying your mortgage that blogging is a hobby. You wouldn't feel guilty if you neglected your macrame plant hanger for a couple of days, would you?
Does anyone make macrame plant hangers anymore?
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